Llamas

Apparently the Spanish for flames is llamas, and there's me thinking Llamas were those curious fluffy small-camel-like quadrupeds.

Perhaps Llamas are descended from Dragons... We should be told!

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Anyway, back to the plot... We'd a number of piles of prunings from last weekend's, and previous, gardening sessions so suggested we had a bonfire . We created another pile while waiting for things (people, food, beer, weather, light) to resolve themselves.

Later, when J returned with Ellis he was pleased to be able to mark the passing of GCSE by adding Spanish, Exam and (Vogon-like) Poetry papers to the fire. He'd kept a particular pile for just this purpose.

That was the tentative point of using Spanish in the title, in case you missed it.

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We continued the impromptu party feel (i.e. we'd all ended up standing around in the kitchen, chatting) by watching a Goodies, and, by accident, a QI. Caitlin is with us this weekend which is good; she may as well know what a bunch of, how shall we say, unconventional people M's family are.